Mindless Behavior Imagines

Working On My Shit.

You got up and went into your bathroom. Getting dressed appropriately for your job, then went down to the strip club. "305".

Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through

You went to the back putting on your make up while checking your hair until your boss told you someone wants a private dance. You smiled and walked to the back room knowing that this is going to be good money.

You seductively walked into the room giving him a beguiling look and walked over to him smiling.

"What's your name?"he said smiling putting his hands in his pockets keeping himself from touching you.

"Something you don't need to know."you smiled and begin dancing.

Two feet in a red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lane
3 jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit bout where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from

He watched you sway your hips on his bulge and bite your lip every once in a while. You got up and went to the stage and grabbed the pole that was in the middle of it and swung around it once.

Coming down you opened your legs wider, giving him a full view of your pussy listening to the beat of the song you walked to him stepping every time the beat went up then down.

No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.

You sat back on his lap grinding on him slowly watching his head throw back and pushed down harder making his hands clamp on to your hips.
You allowed the gesture, not feeling threatened and continued on giving your show, turning around, straddling him, grabbing his two long braids.

I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit

"What's your name?"you whispered in his ear bouncing up and down on his dick feeling his length brush against your pussy made you moan.

He looked down while smirking then mocked you in a sexy deep tone,"Something you don't need to know."

You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning and now I'm passing the bar
Like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate, but the industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!
You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving
Blow jobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels

You smiled, liking his cockiness and moved up and down on his length making him shut his eyes close and licked his bottom lip.

No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.

You smiled biting your own lip, getting up feeling yourself drip and looked at him as he opened his eyes.

He whispered something to himself and threw a band full of money on the couch and got up and walked to you.

I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit

"Mami I want you to hit me up sometime. Okay?" He said slipping a piece of paper in your bra, taking the other side down and swirling his tongue over your nipple then slapping it back on to your breast.

You opened your eyes nodding to his words and touched your nipple watching him walk away.

Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel
Bags is all we had
Do anything for my Mum, I love you
One day I'll pay you back
For the sacrifice
That ya managed to muscle
16 you sent me through customs
So....
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
Turn first at the light that's in front of me
Cause every night Ima do it like it's my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause it's all that I ever had

You smiled counting the money and prepped yourself up watching the next customer come in. You walked to him the same way and straddled him.

Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit